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Yoo-hoo!

Watched movie with Fiq.

=)

I got Samsung D900! Strrrike!

Ok. Go back to the entry dated 25th December. Somewhere in that entry I wrote about asking this guy's permission to put his photo up here. To show you his hands. Haha. Read the whole entry dated 25th December la.

He's my friend that I made.. can't remember when.



Meet Nazmi, his hat and his hands! Long fingers. Looks soft. Should be cuz he doesn't do housework. Hahaha! Can't see the nails but hope it's clean. And with the wristwatch, definitely love the hands. Hahaha.

I'm weird. But I just have a thing for guys' hands.
In my own world,
1:18 AM

I took my Final Driving Theory Test today. Before today, I thought I was going to fail. And with all the pressure of my mom and my aunt who passed the first time they took the test, I was really worried that I'd fail and I'll break the "chain".

So anyway, I had to rush to the Centre by cab. I was so scared I'd be late and I won't be able to take the test. I'd rather fail than not take the test. Wait, do I? Well, whatever it is, I got there in time. The test was a computerized one with a touch screen. So you do everything on the computer and your results will show straight after you've finished the test. On the computer itself. Just right there on the screen. And the seating arrangement is not in single rows like how you take normal exams. There are people sitting right beside you, on both sides. Like you can really take a peek at their computers if you just turn your head, or even, just move your eyeballs laterally.

So anyway, I finished answering all the questions and after re-checking it several times, I counted like 3 possible mistakes. But if I was really really trying to bring myself down, I have about 5 possible mistakes. And you can't have more than 5 mistakes to pass. So after checking my answers again and again, and again, not once changing any of the answers, I stayed there even though I was ready to submit and get my damn result. I didn't though. I just pretended to check my answers, again. The reason was because I didn't want the persons sitting next to me to see my result!! HAHA. I mean what if I fail. That's quite humiliating. Well, I don't like failure. I hate failing.

Even after a quarter of the people in the room were left after finishing their test, I was still there, with the two persons STILL sitting beside me. I was like, come ON, LEAVE already. But I was determined to sit there until the very last second of the 50-minute test. There was no way I'm letting people see should I fail. The result will be on the screen for a few seconds so it's easy for people to see. Finally the person on my left stood up and left. She left straight after she saw her results so it was still on her screen when she walked out. I took a peek. HAHA.

Then I had to wait for the other person on my right to leave. It felt like forever. Suddenly, I noticed some shuffling beside me like the person's collecting his stuff to leave. HAHA. However, from the corner of my eyes, I saw something and deduced something from it that's probably right. He didn't leave straight away, he was like trying to touch the screen on different areas, probably thinking he could change the screen so that people won't see his result. Let me ask you. Would anyone try to hide a good result? Won't they want people to know he passed if he did? So for him, I didn't have to peek. HAHA.

I waited for a few seconds and submitted mine. PASSED. A smile blossomed on my lips. HAHA.

And I hate it, HATE IT, when people accuse me of something I didn't do. I really hate it.
In my own world,
8:28 PM

Caught a movie with Danyl today. We were both sick to the core. I felt like fainting and he can hardly breathe. Sick nurses who don't seek medical attention. What do you think of that? Hahah.

I swear half of Singapore was at Vivo City today. It was packed, yo.

Haha I feel like talking in those Hip Hop-Rap way, suddenly. I think it's because of the rockin' songs Ridin' Dirty and Get It On The Floor. Ok, not rockin'. More like Hip Hop-ping or Rap-ping or whatever. I think those people swear a lot. Anyway, anyway, LOVE those 2 songs. It makes you want to MOVE! Go listen to them somewhere if you haven't. youtube.com would be good. You can see the video as well.

Doesn't have to do with ANYONE or whatsoever but I like it when guys play with my hands and fingers. Especially when they do it subconsciously. I almost wanted to type 'unconsciously' instead of 'subconsciously'. Hahaha! They can't be unconscious if they're playing with my fingers! Hahaha! Anyway, the right word is subconsciously. Meaning they don't realize that they're playing with my hands and fingers. It's sweet and SO turns me on. Ewww! Haha. No, seriously. I like it when guys play with my hands and fingers.

Anyway, on a layout I once used, I said that I'm turned on by guys' arms and hands and fingers. I've found one that quite matches what I have in mind. I'll try to put up his picture if he gives me permission.

I can't get enough of the movie Night At The Museum. The part where Ben Stiller tried to yell at Atilla the Hun in their language was hilarious. I was laughing so much I was going to fall off my seat.

Jedadiah: No problemo, Gigantor.
Larry: Um, my name's Larry, first of all okay, Jed? See I call you Jed, I don't call you tiny.
Jedadiah: What's that supposed to mean?
Larry: Hey teeny, how does that sound?
Jedadiah: I... I don't like it. It hurts my feelings.
Larry: Okay, well Gigantor makes me sound like a freak.

Oh, oh, oh. My previous entry was about secondary school days right? I think it's either I really miss those days or my brain was going crazy because of my illness. Cuz I dreamt of my ex-form teacher, Mr Tan Tze Siong! Oh my GOD! I used to have a crush on him. Yes, a teacher. Stupid, I know. But I thought he was cute. Hahaha!
In my own world,
11:37 PM

I can be vain sometimes. And a snob every other week. I wonder if you knew.

Well? What do you think? I made this all by myself. I swear. I actually read up on the tutorials and step by step made some of the things you see here by-my-self.

I thought I might want to have something that's personalized. I mean, more often than not, I'd check this site of mine at least twice a week. So why not make it more like 'home'?

Speaking of home, my family's home from their vacation. I'm not home alone anymore. I should have taken advantage of those alone time more. Oh well. Till next time.

Oprah's great. Have I told you that before? Well, she is. I saw a show of hers the other day. It was about her trip to Africa where she and her crew had a party in those areas where people living there are extremely poor. They brought millions of stuff which were presents for the children there. It was so heartwarming, I actually teared. I love children. Seriously. They're the best people in the world.

I miss secondary school days. I miss having to lug all the textbooks and workbooks and worksheets to school. They can be quite heavy sometimes but I feel like I have a purpose in life, you know. To study. Hahah. I wasn't lost and didn't have to get all stressed up to get a job and face the boss. I didn't have to worry about financial situations. Then, it was all mom and dad. Ok, it still is. But not for long.

I miss all the pretty clean white notebooks we write our notes in. I miss having to write an essay on writing paper. I love English. It's fun. I like thinking up of stories and then trying to find the right vocabulary and grammar to express myself as clearly as possible on paper. And I love getting people to read my essays and getting comments from my teacher and friends. Not to brag or anything but I was quite the creative writer. Hahah more like imaginative. Ok, maybe you're having difficulty believing me, seeing what I type and blog about in here. That's the point. Secondary school days were the days that stirred up my imagination. I think I love English too much because one of my pet peeves is when people write or talk in poor English. Fine. I may not always write or talk in proper English but I try. I read over what I write before submitting it ok.

I miss wearing UNIFORMS. Well, I shouldn't be missing that point so much cuz I'm going to be a full-time nurse in about a year and a quarter. Still. It's the going to school part that's different from then, secondary school and now, polytechnic. We don't wear uniforms to polytechnics. And having to think up of an outfit everyday can be such a chore. Especially when you THINK that you've worn every outfit about 7 times in a week. Those rich life forms out there might not worry so much about it since they're able to afford a whole outfit every other day.

And I'm starting to WHHII-IINNEE!

There're a lot more things that I miss from the secondary school days. Like the classroom and the teachers and the friends and the CCA. And the canteen food. It was CHEAP then, you know. And the EVENTS! Oh man. National Day, Teachers' Day, Racial Harmony Day, Be Yourself Day, SYF. Oh how we celebrated those days. And we sang the National Anthem and said the pledge EVERYDAY in school. I can't remember the last time I did both! And for my secondary school, there were morning prayers and singing of hymns. I MII-SS THAA-AAT!

I'm gonna go now before I whine more.

I wonder how many words I typed.
In my own world,
3:16 PM

Who hasn't catch the movie NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM? I know you, you, you, you and you, and you haven't. GO watch it! It's hilarious to the max. I was laughing so hard I didn't want to die. It was SOOO good to laugh. The movie, is awesome. Ben Stiller is extremely funny. I LOVE the movie. I LOVE comedy. You all really have to watch it.

The next movie I wanna catch is SCHOOL FOR SCOUNDRELS.

Played pool, too. I won 2 to 1. OHH yeah.. Hahah.

I've finally got over "IT". Boy, have I gotten over "IT".

And to you, I'm not holding my breath. I don't know why I even tried.
In my own world,
11:30 PM

It's been raining since last night. It didn't stop. At all. It's been pouring ever since last week.

Anyway, I just got home about an hour ago from a barbeque with my Red Cross friends. It was alright. I expected to see a lot of people to come but there were only 15 who turned up. Anyway, it was quite nice. Talked. Ate. I had a stomach ache after that. Waited until I got home to relieve my bowels. Felt goooood.

Walked home alone after that.

I don't know why you have such a big impact on my life. I think I do know why. But why does it have to be you?

You've just heard the last of me. Goodbye.
In my own world,
11:12 PM

I've finished my Nursing Science 3 2,000-word essay! I'm so happy and damn proud of myself. This kind of essays, you'll die if you do it at the last minute.

More assignments:
ELAHA 1,000-word Essay
PAS Project
NS 3 Project

Anyway, this will be the 3rd night I'll be sleeping alone in my own house.

Below's the lyrics to one of my favourite song at the moment. It's called Lips of an Angel by Hinder. Go listen!


In my own world,
10:21 PM

Just got home from my last day of attachment. I'm beat!

I saw Danyl again! I'm like always happy to see him la.

I almost went ballistic one of the days during my attachment. Not because I was tired. Actually it was, but I don't mean physically. I was damned sick and tired of hearing her whining and complaining about the ward, the staff, the work. I can't stand her attitude. It's downright rude and embarrassing. She bloody hell brings down the name of the school la! The more I think and remember what she talked to me about or said to me, the more I become mad and so filled with disbelief. Who the hell does she think she is? Some big shot? Damned spoilt to the core, man.

In the bus I became, I don't know, started to think a lot. There's at least two guys who I thought were serious but they fucking played with my feelings la.

No bother.

Yay! Holidays! Sleep!
In my own world,
4:26 PM

This video is the cutest thing I've seen lately. It's this little girl singing to a song. She actually has the lyrics memorized and with all the facial expressions and body gestures, you can hardly resist her.



In my own world,
8:11 PM

Everyday, at least one person will make me so pissed off. I'm so mad at this person right now that I can feel my blood pressure rising. And no matter how polite or good-natured I'd try to be, I won't be able to keep my facial expression neutral. I'M SO ANGRY AT THE PERSON!!

One week of attachment at KKH has passed by. It's our paediatric posting. So we're dealing with kids and infants here.

The first few days, about first 2 days, were not that nice. I was surprisingly dreading going to work. But like the 4th and today was alright. It was quite nice.

Today, I was touched to the bone by this one boy, 7 years old, who was in the cubicle I was in charge in. I was the one who took all his temperature since he was having a fever. Even though his fever was quite high, he seemed to be so relaxed. I mean he doesn't look sick. So anyway, one time I took his temperature and he said "Thank you, Nurse." in this super grateful and sweet and innocent tone. The first few seconds after he said that, I was stunned into silence. The feeling was like a jerk to my heart or something like that. I was damned touched I wanted to hug him but I just touched his shoulder, smiled and said "Oh, you're welcome." I swear, the feeling was really wonderful.

I love children. They're so cute and adorable and so honestly innocent. So pure, so free from sins. The look on their face when they talk to you is like so damned innocent. And when they cry and you hold them and they stop crying, go experience it yourself. It's so wonderful and leaves you feeling so darned satisfied and warm. They are really the best people in the world.

Anyway, guess who I saw on my first day of attachment! I saw Danyl, the ITE nurse whom I worked with during my very first attachment. I was so excited to see him ok. It was only the first day that he acknowledged me. He's not in the same ward as me. I saw him in the bus. Then the rest of the time, it's either he pretended not to see me or he really didn't notice me. I was a bit put off by that cuz we were quite close. BUT THEN, today when I was in the bus going home at night after the afternoon shift, he was in the bus too! I didn't know he was in the bus until it was his stop. See I was just standing, probably day dreaming when suddenly I realized this guy was peering up at me (i don't mean his short. he's not), waving. For about 3.5 seconds, my brain had difficulty reacting. I couldn't recognize who he was!! I mean I can but my brain was like just waking up from sleep and the message that I know him was delayed for a little bit. Hahaha. My reaction was super slow, I tell you. I could actually feel the blank face I had on while staring at him trying to process the thought of who he was. Hahah. But when I finally recognized him, I was like "HEY!" with a wide grin. Hahah after that, my journey home was damned pleasant. I had a bounce in my steps.

Yesterday was quite eventful. Melody and I were having our lunch breaks at McDonald's. I noticed there were quite a number of Civil Defence guys. I was just wondering why there were so many of them in the hospital. It was just a fleeting thought. I really couldn't care less. They were like a fly that we couldn't be bothered with. I'm trying to describe to you how little me and Melody were paying attention to them. Hahah. Then one whole group of them left the McDonald's.

Suddenly, a few seconds later, one of the Civil Defence guys popped up in front of us. We didn't even see him coming. He was just suddenly there. He was like "Hi. Me and my friends would like to know you two." Melody and I were like stunned. I was going "Eh??" After my shock had subsided, I asked "Us, both? Or only her?", pointing to Melody. Hahah Mel was like "Nadiah! Right.." Haha but the guy said both of us. So he asked for our names, shook hands, asked if we're nurses (erm, yea. uniform? badge? look like nurses to me.), how old we were, which school we're from. Then he said "I'll see you around" or something like that. I thought he wasn't interested anymore. After he left, after waiting until he was gone from our sight, we relaxed from our tensed position. Mel was like "What just happened?" We were just recovering from our shock, laughing nervously when I saw that guy return, with ANOTHER Civil Defence guy! When I saw them, I muttered "Damn! They're back!". Mel was like stoned. So the first guy introduced the 2nd guy. I could see huge tattoos on his chest! Oh my God. The phrase "Don't judge a book by it's cover" is sure damned right, cuz this guy looked like a nerd. With tattoos! So they talked and asked us questions. We answered some and told a lie to one of the questions. It was necessary. It was for our survival sake. Hahah. It went something like this:

1st guy: So maybe we can go out sometime? Clubbing? Free on Sunday?
Mel: Er. No. We have work.
1st guy: When do you start work?
Mel: 7am.
1st guy: *Gives a shocked look* Everyday of the week?
Mel: Yea 7 days a week. We work 7 days a week.
ME: *turns to look at Mel* Er..
Mel: *looks at me*
ME: Yea. Yup. 7 days. Yea.

HAHAHAHAHAHA! I don't know if I should tell what the lie was that we told, in case someone comes across this entry and gets the trick and won't believe us should one day the person asks us out when we aren't interested. But of course, some will know what the lie was. HAHAHA!

Then the guy continued asking questions and we answered them, didn't even care to ask them anything back. It was like a one-way conversation. HAHAHA! The 1st guy then suggested going for dinner one day. I think my eyes widened and thank God I didn't choke on the Milo that I was drinking, trying to keep myself busy. In my mind, I was like "Not in a million years." Anyway, to that question, Mel and I were going like "Erm.. haha.. erm.. *smiles*.. er.. heh.." HAHAHAHAHAHA!

I think maybe they realized we weren't interested so they left. PHEW!

Anyway, there are a lot more of things that I can talk about but I'm tired. And I forgot most of them anyway.

One more week to go and it's HOLIDAY for me!

Something random. When I'm 30 years old, my youngest sister will only be 18! OH MY GOD!
In my own world,
11:30 PM

I was out since yesterday afternoon and didn't come home until this afternoon.

Went to school for the movie marathon which is an overnight event, from 8pm to 8am. I met Nisa first before we left halfway to go out. Met Aisyah at the toilet at the atrium and we started on our preparation for our "performance". Hahaha! We took 2 hours in the toilet to get our make up, outfit and hair right. Haha.

Met Farhan and Ruiz, waited for Aisyah's sister and the fiancee to come fetch us.

We reached MOS after 12am. The place was SUPER cloudy and smoky. It was like haze in Indonesia. Haha. It was crowded and very loud with music. So loud that I could feel the air in my lungs vibrate. Those who has difficulty in coughing out phlegm/sputum should go there and stand right in front of the huge double speakers. Hahah. That's where I stood on a raised step and danced to the music. It was quite fun and flattering when guys came up to me. And the lighting was awesome.

One time, there was this couple who was practically having sex in front of our eyes. What the hell. Get a room!

A fight also sort of broke out one time. I felt myself being pushed sia. But not directly.

The next time I go, I should bring a guy dance partner of my own along. Haha.

About 4am, we left for school. Thank God for Aisyah's sister's fiancee for the ride, or else we'd have to pay a bomb for the taxi fare.

I was super sleepy. VERY VERY sleepy. Some more I had first aid duty after the movie marathon thing. I was falling asleep every chance I got. I'd really think I might just fall dead asleep. My hair was in a mess and stuff. But I couldn't be BOTHERED how I looked. I just wanted to go home and sleep!

I did. But just a nap. I'm still very sleepy. And I'm sick! I'm sneezing once every minute.
In my own world,
9:26 PM